Nangong Yao said that the situation was deteriorating and the world was becoming more and more dangerous. It was only a few months ago, not half a year ago.
The old man said, if a certain ghost becomes stronger and lives just because the evil place of Huixiang has changed, then it is easier to say, if it is because the whole world has changed...
I couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear.
Zhuang Huai glanced at me.
He asked the old man: "What's on that mountain?"
The old man waved his hand and said, "There's nothing, just some graves, old graves. If we report them, maybe some archaeological team members will come and take a look. But no one dares. There were some young people in the village in the past few years. I don't know where they came from. Where did I learn it? I was carrying a shovel to dig a grave, and I said that I might be able to dig out some old antiques that would be worth a lot of money. Before the shovel could go down, I heard crying and ran back in fright."
"Are they okay?" Zhuang Huai asked warily.
The old man waved his hand again, "I don't know about that. This matter is not honorable. Weeping Ridge has been there for many years, and everyone in the village knows that it is haunted. Those people still went to offend. Those families later moved away. I heard that they were going to I am working in other places, but I don’t know whether I am alive or not. Alas, this is also a trouble in these years. Today’s young people... "
The old man shook his head and sighed.
I am afraid that Meng Yifan is not the only local in Huixiang who has become an outsider.
Zhuang Huai asked again about the missing outsiders and the mirror.
The old man also heard what he said, and the content was similar to what we heard before, and there were no new clues.
Furthermore, when it was mentioned that there might be a criminal gang hiding in Waigou Village and an illegal casino, the old man nodded repeatedly and quite agreed with this statement, but he could not provide us with any clues.
At the end, Zhuang Huai asked casually about the village's reaction just now.
"This mountain is crying, and the sky is going to change below." The old man said, and suddenly he said "Hey" and looked out the door, "It's actually light today. Why hasn't it rained down yet?"
I listened, but I heard no other sound except crying.
The sound of mourning continued for a long time.
The old man's face looked ugly, "You haven't stopped crying yet? Oops, this is..."
He became anxious, stood up suddenly, and yelled several times behind him.
No one responded.
The old man trotted back.
We can only follow out.
Behind this hall should be a room like a kitchen.
From the outside, this small building has three floors, and there are no stairs in the hall.
We followed the old man to the kitchen and discovered that the stairs on this floor were built in this place.
The boss I saw just now came downstairs with his hair disheveled, his clothes a little messy, and there were red marks on his face. It seemed that he had been sleeping just now.
The old man communicated with her in dialect. The boss made a surprised expression and looked out the window.
There is bright sunshine outside the window.
"What was it like before? After the mourning on the mountain, will it rain at the bottom of the mountain?" Zhuang Huai asked, wiping his mouth.
Chen Zian was shocked and said: "I have never heard of this in the city. Is there still such a saying in Waifengling? The first time I came here, not one of your old men mentioned this!"
The boss rolled his eyes at Chen Zian and said something to the old man.
The old man was worried. While listening to what the boss said, he said to Zhuang Huai: "That's right. After the mountains cry tombs, it's going to rain at the foot of the mountain. The longer you cry, the heavier the rain will be." He then patiently said to Chen Zian: "This matter , no one has touched it for many years. I can hear crying, but others can't. I was not born to hear it. Counting further back, there was one person in my grandfather's generation who could hear it, that People's lives are short, and within ten years of hearing the mourning sounds, people die. I usually hear it and don't take it seriously. Shan used to just cry for a while, two or three times a year, and it's still the same in the past two years... "
The old man's nagging didn't end, all of us heard a thunder.
The rumbling sound covered up the old man's voice and was deafening.
Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned dark outside, and the sound of pouring rain made it impossible to hear other sounds.
Everyone was a little shocked.
There was no light outside the window, no lights were turned on in the room, and it suddenly seemed to be dark.
The boss opened his mouth wide and probably shouted.
The old man was also frightened, and his chest heaved violently.
Zhuang Huai took out his mobile phone to light up the room and asked them loudly where the light switch was.
The two slowly calmed down.
The kitchen light switch is by the door. However, the boss pressed the button several times, but the light did not come on.
Maybe the fuse is blown. A group of us could only follow the boss to change the fuse.
Fortunately, this is in a rural area, but in a big city, if you encounter this kind of thing, you can only call the property management company, and the attitude of the property management company will determine when you can use electricity.
But the situation is not as simple as expected.
I replaced the fuse, but the light still won't turn on. We don't know what to do with this. There is no real estate company here that we can call to fix the lights.
The old man's face turned a little pale.
We helped the old man go to the hall.
The boss took out a high-power flashlight and poured water for the old man.
The old man took a sip, put down the cup, and turned his gaze to me.
The boss' face was livid, his eyes were trembling, and he was very scared, but he always glanced at us.
They probably connected my appearance, the sudden heavy rain, and the strangers who deceived the people of Huixiang with ghost stories.
I listened and heard no more crying. I don’t know if the mourning has stopped.
I was thinking of finding a topic to talk about.
With this heavy rain, we can't leave here for the time being.
The old man's lips moved and he said something.
I didn't hear clearly, so I asked loudly. If you don't speak like this, your voice will be muffled by the sound of rain.
The old man breathed out and said nothing.
The boss shouted loudly: "We have a saying here that those who died, were buried in the mountains, and mourned there for hundreds of years were caused by the neighboring villages! Their place is haunted, and our place is haunted. The young master of the landlord's family was naughty and went there to watch the fun and died when he came back. When he turned around, the whole family was gone, leaving only those graves and the ghosts crying in the graves!"
I couldn't help but look at the old man.
The old man's lips moved again.
The boss continued: "In the entire Huixiang, the first haunted place was Wainneck Village next to it! Those ghost stories also started from there! Where are you looking for them? What are you doing in our village!"
By the end of her speech, she felt aggrieved and a little resentful.
I felt something strange, and stretched out my hand to stop the others and ask them to retreat.
The old man's words and the boss's voice stopped.
Suddenly, the boss was stunned.
An idea flashed in my mind, and Ma asked loudly: "Guide! Who is that guide!"
The old man's lips moved again.
The boss raised her voice, but her tone became calmer, which was completely different from her previous speaking tone, "I don't know. I have been dead for many years, and I have seen ghosts of him and my family members. I have seen each one of them. Every time he told me the rules and disappeared. He didn't see me at that time, but he found me fifty or sixty years ago and asked me to follow the rules. I don't know who he is, but he used to live in that cave. I don’t know where it was moved inside, but it must be in Huixiang.”
Chen Zian was stunned, pointing at the boss and the old man, opening and closing his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Lu Qiaolan and Zhuang Huai only showed a hint of surprise.
"He calls people like you strangers and has set rules. He should be afraid of you. After so many years, you are the second stranger I know who has found Wainneck Village. I hope you can end Guohui Township thing."
The old man's face showed fatigue, and the boss's voice also revealed fatigue.
The old man looked out the window.
"They have been crying for me for so many years. I can hear my mother-in-law crying every day, but I can't even meet her or send her a message... my mother-in-law..."